Tonight the Birth - Touareg

Yeah... some Firm shit, you know I mean? For all the niggas, in New York all across the motherfuckin' world (world), ain't nuttin' Changed yet (ain't nuttin' changed yet) shit's still real (Shit's still real)... Yo (Yo) Yo major large niggas get they grind on cash, while the crab thinkin' Niggas keep they mind on ass I guess most motherfuckers ain't designed to last Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past? Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past? Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past? AZ: {One} You know the routine, fast cars, rings get a crew seen We true fiends, old school style that's how we do things Born & destined, hands on many investments Strong, reflect this 'til I'm drawn back to the essence Street wise, 36 waist, small feet size The C.I.'s quick to slide off, once the heat rise Detour, poverty zone, police war Going through each dawn, searchin' new ways for me to eat more Fast learner, quiet storm, play the back burner Bureaucrats, I react like Nat Turner Hold weight, used to rock kicks wit no lace Fuck a soul mate, low heart pace, pulse at a slow rate Runnin' rapid, while others play as if they captive Brain's inactive, bein' subjected to this crab shit To each his own, fuck the foulness, need a week alone We can zone, all day long, on the speaker phone 600, nine five North, stay blunted, stress I came from it Sex got drained from it The new breed star gazin', raisin' two seeds To be free, the franchise is all a whole crew need... indeed Partial {starts after need} Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past? Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past? RZA: {Two} Whips & full clips & pussy lips Rubber grips attached to hips Past the journey to the crib, the purest sickness cura Holy Koran, sirah, leaves man to understand, I stand up as rough briva Heart is bleedin', stress got my hair line receedin' God look we feedin', leadin' my seeds, back to Eden And stay suspicious of promiscuous bitches Who don't wash & do dish & to big for your britches Lustin' riches, fuckin' the next man mistress You wonder why your pussy itches, fat ass sample wit out the glitches Shatter your mental, split your bean up like a lentel Disfigure your face, you recognizin' by the dental Hot lead from raw heat, left in store meat Lay it out on Broadstreet, before he Left all he heard was the echo from the shot Cops autopsy revealed, he was stopped by the Glock Devils lettin' off SCUDS, thugs trapped up in HUD houses New York, been infested by Bloods, lustin' for colors of red More black lies done shed through Yet the blood travelin' through veins remain blue Boned out until we zone out, no doubt Chickenheads beg for the 9 inch Applehead Their legs open like fallopian, lubricated by petroleum Nine months later comes the ovary explosion Bitch you stupid? A hundred dollars you couldn't recoup it When I reign the truth on your brain you muted Rula Zig-Zag, Zig Allah, plus Allah Zig, Zag-Zig We addin' more knowledge to your wig AZ (RZA) {sometimes overlapping each other} (Word up, word up) Yeah (Wu-Tang, Firm up in this piece know what I Mean?) Holdin' it down stamp of approval, you know? (Get ya brain Washed, you know what I'm sayin'? Get ya muscle tendered & straight) No doubt, no doubt (Word up, the black God exists in the physical form, you know?) The Firm baby, holdin' this, A to the Z, I know what time it is (Aight) Armageddon

Dr. Bruce, telephone, please, Dr. Bruce, telephone, please Come on, come on, honey, push a little harder, it's not all that bad I see the head Push, push Come on Come on, push Come on, honey Push It's a boy The black man and black woman have no further No beginning and no ending Before alpha and after omega History and historians'll record The black father and mother of morality, medicine Music and mathematics The father and mother of all the nation of religion, philosophy Art, science and civilization No further All they can say about the black man Is he was, he is, and he shall be Before him there were none And after him, there will be no more Before we can make a way for the peace maker We must kill, and get rid of the peace breaker

Let him crave understanding Let him crave your wisdom Let him crave Let him need you Father, for the self-control I'm just a Judas, looking for a silver line And tomorrow is still a step behind Hey, hey, drama, I'd love to be a waste of your time Oh no, thanks so much for wasting mine So hear me out Let's hear it for the damaged Who understands but the broken? Developed in the arms of spite I'm all fucked up, and I make it look good Adrenaline sight tonight I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm over it Sick, sickened, I'm sickening, I'm stricken by the fist Blessed are the fires that have burned me Listen to this, the lesson is, never underestimate the agony Death of the fool, birth of the cruel Remember how you spent the best part of forever in a state of pure disease? It was another thing altogether to forget that you brought out the worst in me Hey, karma, you don't feel like I do You just wish you'd hate like I do We are the bitter, the maladjusted and wise Fighting off a generation too uptight We're all dressed up with nobody to kill The rhetoric stops tonight I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm over it Sick, sickened, I'm sickening, I'm stricken by the fist Blessed are the fires that have burned me Listen to this, the lesson is, never underestimate the agony Death of the fool, birth of the, birth of the cruel, yeah Now's not the time for denying Shifting the focus to scare Let's not forget we're all guilty All three dimensions polluted by earnest despair I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm over it Let him crave understanding Let him crave your wisdom Let him crave, let him be provoked Father, by self-control That he can see, look in the enemy in front of him Because cursed, not today, sucker Go back to Hell where you belong